Chapter 1929

Han Xuan is dead.

The dead can't die any more.

Tang Peng can certainly see it.

But when Xiaoyue said these words in a hoarse voice, he felt that his heart was stabbed by several nails.

It hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.

Everyone knows that Han Xuan knew Tang Peng at first, but he was taken over by Tang Peng because he kidnapped pan Dongdong for money in Shencheng. Since the World War I in the Middle East, he has been taken as his confidant.

Han Xuan is said to be Tang Peng's confidant. In fact, Tang Peng never treats him as his subordinate, but treats him as a friend or brother.

Facts have proved that Han Xuan did not disappoint Tang Peng: in the past few years, he gave Tang Peng as much help as possible to fight against the crisis --

in a word, it can be said that Tang Peng's most difficult days have survived. Now he has finally settled down and has his own fixed capital. In the future, Han Xuan should have lived a happy life that he had imagined from below 。

Now, he's dead.

Killed in an extremely cruel way.

Tang Peng vowed that he would "repay" the people who killed Han Xuan in a more cruel way.

This is what he did.

"I know. Xiaoyue, do you want to cry

Tang Peng looks at Xiaoyue, with a flash of worry in his eyes.

He can see from Xiaoyue's face that she hasn't cried up to now -- she and Han Xuan are lovers.

Their love is different from the love of the men and women in modern cities. It is full of vigor and vitality.

They are more like a tree, a vine, from the moment they fall in love with each other, they are closely linked together, holding each other in silence and yearning for the sunshine together.

Low key, but sincere.

Now, the tree is down, and the vines don't cry.

It's not that she doesn't want to cry, it's because of sadness that she has forgotten: after the sudden death of her sweetheart, she should use tears to vent her grief heartily.

Great joy and sorrow, great sorrow, God.

Especially when people are extremely sad, they don't cry. This will not only hurt the spirit, but also hurt the body.

Tang Peng knows this truth very well, so he hopes that Xiaoyue can cry bitterly and happily. In that way, he may relieve her thinking nerve, or she will walk into the magic barrier, and the whole person will be destroyed.

"Cry? Should I cry, young and old? "

Xiao Yue's dull pupils turned slightly.

"Yes, you should cry. If you want to cry, just cry."

Tang Peng raised his left hand and gently took the bodies of Xiao Yue and Han Xuan into his arms.

When Xiaoyue lies on his heart and hears his powerful heartbeat, tears appear from the sea like huge waves in the air, and instantly submerge the whole world.

Xiaoyue cried.

She finally cried.

It's not the kind of hysterical crying, but it sounds like a kitten's call: in the severe winter, the kitten was born a few days ago, after his mother died, he was alone in the wilderness under the dead wood, meow, meow.

Tang Peng closed his eyes and hugged Xiaoyue tightly, and Han Xuan did not move.

Outside the door, pan Dongdong stood up, supported Lian Chunfang, and whispered a few words to Hercules.

Hercules nodded to show that he understood. After wiping the tears on his face, Hercules waved to the people.

In the corridor, the sound of fast and slight footstep sounds like silkworm eating.

Soon, there were only pan Dongdong and Lian Chunfang in the corridor except for white porcelain.

Pan Dongdong looks at white porcelain.

She had never seen white porcelain before, but after watching that video, she knew who she was.

Although the current environment and atmosphere are not suitable for the existence of a smile, pan Dongdong gave Bai Ci and others a bitter smile and said in a low voice, "Madam white porcelain, please follow me there and sit down?"

White porcelain did not see what happened in the room, but knew that it was not suitable to stand here now. She nodded quickly and said thanks in a low voice.

"Aunt, don't worry, uncle Tang. He's OK."

Pan Dongdong took Lian Chunfang's shoulder and said in a low voice.

She can understand what kind of feeling Lian Chunfang felt at this time. She also knows that no matter what she says now is unnecessary. At present, it is best to leave here and let Tang Peng handle it by himself.

Lian Chunfang sucked her nose, then raised her hand to cover her mouth, nodded but did not say anything.

Without waiting for Pan Dongdong to say anything, Wang Dawei, who looked in from the door, said in a heavy tone: "Mr. Pan, I'll go to the hall below first, and I'll come up later."

An extremely cruel homicide happened at the scene. As the top leader of the powerful department in the city, Wang Dawei naturally bears certain responsibilities and responsibilities, but he knows that this is not the time to stay.

Pan Dongdong didn't say much, but said with a strong smile, "that will trouble Wang Bureau."Wang Dawei nodded and walked quickly with the executive deputy.

From yesterday afternoon to now, Wang Dawei has been in trouble - and it's a super big trouble - and he has been entangled: the case of Tang Peng's wounding has not been solved, and the murder case has happened.

The four words "exhausted" can not describe his current situation.

"Xiao Xiao, go with your wife. I'll stay."

Huo Tianqing whispered to Xiao Xiao.

Pan Dongdong takes a look at him.

She didn't know Huo Tianqing, but from his calm eyes, she could see that he was not an ordinary person and didn't say much. She took Lian Chunfang's shoulder and walked to her room with Bai Ci and Xiao Xiao Xiao.

Silent crying is the most sad performance.

I don't know how long it took Xiaoyue to stop crying. She raised her head from Tang Peng's arms and looked at him in a hoarse voice and said, "I want to change his clothes."

Tang Peng nodded and picked up Han Xuan's body with both hands and stood up from the ground.

Xiaoyue stood up with her left hand holding the wall. After taking a slow breath, she picked up Han Xuan's body, and then the wooden man staggered to the door.

Tang Peng stood there and watched her walk out of the room. Then he turned his head and looked at the lines on the wall, one word at a time, one word at a time. It was as if he wanted to find Han Xuan's life in this line of blood.

The handwriting written in blood is a little scrawl, but even if Tang Peng, who does not know calligraphy, can also see from this line of characters: the people who write this line of characters have profound calligraphy skills. They seem to doodle at will, but they can show their excellent skills in every stroke.

In this line of typeface, several characters are written in traditional Chinese.

Compared with the current simplified Chinese characters, the traditional Chinese characters undoubtedly have their unique special charm.

It's like the word "state" for a country. The simplified Chinese character is a square frame with a word "jade" in it, which represents wealth, or the wealth of a king.

In ancient times, however, there was a word or in the square frame: in ancient times, the word "or" represented the meaning of a city-state, while in this word, there were both the mouth of the population and the weapon of the dagger, implying that the man was holding weapons to protect the country.

Therefore, in a sense, the meaning of traditional Chinese characters is more implicit and thought-provoking than that of simplified Chinese characters. At the same time, the font itself is also highly ornamental, which is the favorite of calligraphy lovers.

Of course, Tang Peng doesn't care about traditional Chinese characters or simplified characters. He just stares at the lines.

After watching for a long time, Huo Tianqing's voice sounded from behind: "this person, should not come from the mainland. From the font, when he wrote this line of words, he was straightforward and did not have the slightest disguise meaning

There was a murderer who wrote as a souvenir after killing. He didn't care whether his handwriting was exposed or not. This proves that he is not a fool, but a very confident man.

A fool can't kill Han Xuan.

Only those who are quite confident in some aspects will not mind whether Tang Peng (or the police) can infer his trace from this line of words.

"Yes, this man is arrogant. Almost. It's from Taiwan or Hong Kong. "

Tang Peng turned around, took out a cigarette and handed it to Huo Tianqing.

At present, the two places where traditional Chinese characters are most used are Baodao and Hong Kong.

It seems that this man may have come from these two places.

However, the murderer can not be ruled out. The purpose is to mislead Tang Peng (the police), but this is no longer important.

Even if the way of killing Han xuanpeng in the west is cruel, even if it is the way of killing the dead in the west, even if it is the way of killing Han xuanpeng.

Han Xuan also killed people before, and he ended up being killed. This is also normal.

But that man should not have killed him by such cruel means.

Han Xuan's method of death is a kind of spur for Tang Peng: from this moment on, he has made finding the murderer and killing him in a more cruel way, which has become one of the biggest goals of living.

"Wait a minute. I'll come when I go."

Tang Peng said and went to Tang Wenju.

Just as Lian Chunfang could see that Tang Wenju was asleep, when Tang Peng walked into the room, he stopped for a moment. He was relieved when he heard that old Tang's breathing was normal.

Old Tang fell asleep.

Maybe he didn't see the scene of Han Xuan being killed. Otherwise, even if he was poisoned deeply, he couldn't have a sweet smile on his mouth when he was asleep.

Han Xuan died in order to protect Tang Wenju, but he was sleeping happily.

Tang Peng did not blame his father.

Because he knew very well that Lao Tang was also a victim.

Now, like Lian Chunfang, he especially regrets that his parents came to Beijing.

Otherwise, how could their husband and wife encounter these accidents? Until now, old Tang is still immersed in his own world, which is the most unfilial place for Tang Peng to be his son.So he had no reason to blame his father, only picked him up and walked into the suite.

Huo Tianqing sits on the sofa, does not care about the bloody atmosphere in the room, smokes silently, and occasionally looks at Song Huiqiao in the corner of his eye.

Wearing white pajamas, song Huiqiao is still sitting in the bathroom door.

She was no longer vomiting, but her face was pale and frightened, and her trembling never stopped.

Creak a light sound, Tang Peng came out of the suite, slowly closed the door, his eyes on the blood on the wall for a moment, this came to song Huiqiao, just like just came in, slowly squatted down.

With the low tone when talking to Xiaoyue, Tang Peng asked softly, "Song Huiqiao, what secret are you hiding?"

There is no threat in Tang Peng's tone.

However, song Huiqiao has a strong feeling: if she talks about him again and perfunctorily, he will tear her to pieces like a lion!

This is Tang Peng's last chance to tell the truth to song Huiqiao.

He would never ask again, never.

Song Huiqiao's teeth cackled again, and did not dare to have a little hesitation. She said in a trembling voice, "drive, Exorcist."

"What?"

Tang Peng didn't hear clearly.

"Exorcist."

Song Huiqiao swallows and spits hard, dare not let Tang Peng ask for a third time.

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